This is a song about "In the trap house"

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

When i was younger i played ball in the house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

It's all good, finna dog that

Get caught in my mouse trap

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And forget about the trap,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that